Our Binding Love: My Gentle Tyrant - Chapitre 104

Chapitre 104 – Ye Mu on a Stick (1)

Après un moment de silence, Yan Xu suddenly said, “Your moves just now were very strange; I’ve read a lot of book on martial arts, but I’ve never seen those kinds of techniques before.”

It didn’t look beautiful at all, yet it was fast and precise with an unyielding fierceness. The way they Ye Mu executed the moves in succession gave off a wild charm.

Ye Mu touched her fist. "Oh, so you’re saying I looked silly? I was just casually practicing—just playing around.”

Yan Xu shook his head when he heard this, “You moved very well, il avait des visuels impeccables avec des cheveux blonds aussi clairs que le soleil. Il monterait un cheval blanc et serait entouré d'une ambiance fleurie

"Ils disent qu'il est devenu fou en cultivant son poison et c'est le résultat?” Ye Mu tilted her head curiously.

“But there was a move that didn’t look quite right,” Yan Xu said as he walked behind Ye Mu. “Your technique in kicking earlier, you turned, spinning your body to perform a high kick. But that kind of position has a very big flaw–”

Comme il parlait, he bent down to support Ye Mu from behind. Ye Mu was short, Donc, even if he bent down, he was still taller than her. He had a stern expression on his face as he guided her.

Ye Mu’s mind stirred at this close proximity and she vigorously shook her head to rid herself of the strange thoughts.

"D'accord, d'accord! je vois ce que tu veux dire! Bouge de là, I’ll repeat it again for you!"

Yan Xu nodded his head and stood to the side, watching Ye Mu practice her moves a second time.

Malgré sa jeunesse, her punches were already powerful, and her chubby little face almost looked too mature for her age. pourtant, her short stature was adorable, causing the corners of his lips to unconsciously curve upwards on his usually stern face.

Seeing Yan Xu becoming amused by the minute, Ye Mu’s mood immediately turned sour!

"Hey, that smile of yours—are you provocation me?!"

She admitted that with her current body, she was very puny, mais juste maintenant, she had practiced so seriously.

Yan Xu glanced at her, ignoring her outburst and suddenly drew his sword, "Regarde attentivement, this sword art I’m about to show you is very rare. I will only teach it once.”

Après avoir fini de parler, he thoroughly demonstrated everything he learned in front of Ye Mu. Although he didn’t bring forth any internal energy with this move, the sword art was still particularly powerful and breathtaking.

Ye Mu initially thought, ‘Did I ask you to teach me!?'

The wind from the sword caused the surrounding plum blossoms to fall from their branches, and a bit of snow fell after some time, shook from their positions; the seventeen-year-old youth was practicing his sword art with all his might, to the point that each move seemed to be capable of fusing heaven and earth together.

It could be seen that he was extremely solemn in practicing, but Ye Mu could also feel that he was venting pent up feelings through this method…

Ye Mu didn’t hold special feelings for Yan Xu. Owing to the fact that she did not want to cause another ripple from her actions. So she only cared about her own goals and Mo Linyuan’s future. As for other people in this world, she had deliberately ignored them all.

Mais maintenant, she deeply felt that all these characters—were very real people in the flesh. They also had their own dreams, happiness and anger. They were truly no different from her.

Seeing them in the flesh and feeling everything in this world was the most terrifying thing, si quelque chose. This meant that the more she sank into this world, the more she couldn’t act as a bystander. Doesn’t her position as a special forces soldier still apply to this foreign realm?

The more Ye Mu thought about it, the heavier her heart became. She turned around even before Yan Xu had completed demonstrating his sword art technique, feeling the undeniable urge to escape.

When Ye Mu heard the wind whistle as the sword came for her, she immediately bent down to avoid it. The sword instantly pierced through the clothes on her back, the blade narrowly missing her neck as it tore in and out of her collar. As she was strung onto the blade of the sword, Yan Xu to lifted her little body up with one hand!

Qu'est-ce que c'est ?! She wasn’t some barbecue!